See-Saw

Just when I think its time to pack it in and join the silent sounds of somewhere else, New York sprinkles it's glorious starlight on me and I remember why I fell so hard and so fast at first sight.

Whether it was Puck throwing fire and iambic pentameter in an Enchanted East Village Garden one Mid Summer's Night Dream or the creaminess of a Pinot Noir in a late night Heavy Metal concert on the edge of Crusty Row and Tompkins Square, I've been temporarily bitten...once again.

And while I know it would be so easy living day by day, out of touch with the rhythm and blues, I need a little give and take.

I'm back in a New York State of Mind.